वो तमाम उम्र ये समझती रही कि मैं खामोश रहा, मगर उसे क्या पता – मेरी ख़ामोशी में एक ऐसी मोहब्बत दबी थी जो अगर लफ़्ज़ों में बयाँ हो जाती, तो शायद उसकी रूह तक काँप उठती।

मैंने उसे उस अंदाज़ में चाहा, जहाँ चाहत इबादत बन जाए, और इज़हार गुनाह लगे। मेरी मोहब्बत कोई शोर नहीं थी जो वो सुन लेती, वो तो एक ऐसी सदा थी जो उसकी धड़कनों में घुल कर भी अनसुनी रह गई।

मैं हर रोज़ उसे अपने नज़रों से छूता रहा, अपनी दुआओं में सँजोता रहा, मगर उसने कभी उन नज़रों की गहराई, उन दुआओं की तासीर मेहसूस ही नहीं की। वो प्यार उसके इतने क़रीब था, फिर भी वो उससे यूँ अनजान रही जैसे कोई अजनबी शहर से गुज़र गया हो – न देखा, न जाना, बस लम्हा भर को मेहसूस किया और फिर खो दिया।

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तेरी आँखों में जो ख़्वाब देखा है मैंने,
हर लम्हा उसे पूरा करना चाहता हूँ;
तेरी हँसी की रोशनी में जीना है मुझे,
हर जनम तेरा होना चाहता हूँ।

तेरे बिना ये दुनिया अधूरी लगे,
जैसे चाँद बिना चाँदनी खो जाए;
तू साथ चले तो सफर मेरा है,
वरना मंज़िल भी रेत हो जाए।

तेरी साँसों की खुशबू में खो जाऊँ मैं,
तेरी बाहों की पनाह में सो जाऊँ मैं;
इस जनम ही क्या, हर जनम तेरा रहूँ,
तेरी धड़कन में उम्रभर खो जाऊँ मैं।

आज तेरी रूह से रूह जोड़ आया हूँ,
तेरी मांग में अपने ख़्वाब छोड़ आया हूँ;
अब ना केहना कि तेरा नहीं हूँ मैं,
मैं खुद को तेरे नाम कर आया हूँ।

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I walked alone through endless days,
A book half-written, torn with haze;
Then you appeared – a sudden spark,
A midnight star in skies so dark…

Your voice, a song I never knew,
Yet somehow sang with notes so true;
Your touch – a whisper, soft yet strong,
Like fate had planned you all along…

If love's a tale, then take my pen,
Let's write what's never been written then;
A story strange, yet meant to be,
Will you, my love, rewrite with me?

Not just a page, nor just a part,
But every word, with all your heart;
A tale where "I" and "YOU" won't stray,
Forever "US" in every way…!

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अंधेरों में भी एक सुकून सा होता हैं,
चांदनी का स्पर्श जुनून सा होता हैं;
जब तारे झिलमिल कर मुस्कुराते हैं,
तो दिल के जख्म भी भर जाते हैं...

तुम्हारे साथ हूं तो रात खास लगती हैं,
हर परछाई में एक आस जगती हैं;
अंधेरा छुपाता है दर्द की कहानी,
और तुम्हारे संग देता है नयी रवानी...

खामोश रातें बस तुम से सजती हैं,
तुम्हारी यादें ही उजालों सी लगती हैं;
अंधेरों में मोहब्बत का बसेरा हैं,
तुम्हारा ही चेहरा मेरा सवेरा हैं।

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I wonder where my would-be wife is right now. Maybe she's out there, just like me, wondering the same thing, stuck in some cosmic loop of "Where's my soulmate?"
Perhaps she's a comic book fan too, lost in a world where superheroes have better luck finding love than we do. Or maybe she's a writer like me, sitting there, typing: "I wonder where my would-be husband is right now" – and we're both unknowingly writing the same cheesy rom-com script.
Who knows? Maybe she's at a coffee shop, sipping on a latte, while I'm over here wondering if she's secretly my barista. Ah, the mysteries of love... or maybe just really bad timing!

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तेरी आँखों में बसी है जो रोशनी,
उससे ही सजती है मेरी ज़िंदगी;
तेरे होठों की मुस्कान जब खिलती है,
जैसे बाहारों में चाँदनी छिलकती हैं।

तेरी हर अदा में जादू सा लगता है,
दिल को तुझसे हर पल वास्ता लगता है;
हर लम्हा तुझसे इश्क़ जताना चाहता हूँ,
तेरी बाहों में सारा जहाँ पाना चाहता हूँ।

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I kept pouring shots between our movements, the liquor mixing with the heat of our bodies. With every thrust, her two massive boobs bounced, their weight teasing me, nipples standing hard and proud like they were calling me to taste. I couldn’t hold back – my lips found her swollen tips, wrapping around them as I sucked and licked, savoring the soft, juicy flesh that seemed made for my mouth. Each flick of my tongue sent shivers through her, and I felt her arch into me, pressing her breasts closer, silently begging for more.

Her cries grew louder – raw and wild, filling the room like music. At first, it sounded like protest – sharp and frantic, but I knew better. There was no pain in her voice; just pure, unfiltered pleasure spilling out. Every yell was her way of asking for more, craving everything I was giving her. Her body moved in sync with mine, like she was riding the waves of ecstasy and didn’t want to come down.— % &I gave her more shots – deep and deliberate, feeling her tighten around me, the pleasure building with each thrust. Her hands gripped me hard, and I kept chewing and licking her breasts, biting gently at those sensitive nipples that made her moan even louder. Her skin was hot beneath my tongue, and every bounce of her breasts as we moved together only pulled me deeper into the moment, as if her body was speaking a language I was born to understand.

Her moans turned into desperate cries, but they weren’t asking me to stop – if anything, they were demands for more. More shots beneath, more chews and licks for her breasts, more of everything. And I was lost in the rhythm of it, giving her exactly what she wanted, feeling the wild mix of our pleasure unfold in waves that neither of us wanted to end…— % &

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Our love that night was more than just an intimate moment – it was a symphony of touch, desire, and closeness. As I ran my hands along her soft skin, every curve of her body felt like a secret waiting to be discovered. Her big, tender breasts pressed against me, warm and inviting, as if they spoke a language only the two of us understood. The way her body responded to my touch, every shiver and sigh, ignited a fire deep within me.

In those moments, nothing else mattered but the rhythm we created together, the feel of her heart pounding against mine, and the way our bodies fit perfectly, as if they had been made to be one. It wasn’t just about pleasure – it was about feeling connected, cherished, and lost in a world that only we knew!

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हमारी जिंदगी तो वैसी ही बदनाम थी...
आपके आने से हर इल्ज़ाम ख़ूबसूरत लगने लगा।

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I asked her to wear black, soft as the night,
To wrap her in shadows, that dance with delight;
The silk of her dress, like a whisper fell,
Awakening flames, only lovers can tell...

Her eyes met mine, with a sultry glow,
A promise of secrets, only we'd know;
The air between us, grew heavy and warm,
Like a storm that waits, on the edge of form...

Each step she took, made my heartbeat race,
The moonlight caressed, her delicate face;
Her scent like roses, drifted near,
Pulling me closer, drowning all fear...— % &Fingers traced paths, on porcelain skin,
A world of passion, unfurled within;
Her lips so soft, were words unsaid,
Inviting me deeper, where silence led...

The night wore on, with time slipping fast,
Each stolen moment, more pure than the last;
In the folds of black, we tangled tight,
Losing ourselves, in the velvet night...

No need for words, as morning drew near,
In the glow of dawn, love was clear;
The black she wore, now etched on my soul,
A night of desire, that made me whole!— % &

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